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Post by Tristan on Jan 2, 2004 18:45:48 GMT -5
"Alright." Tristan nodded and glanced at the remaining three ponies. "And?"
"Water." Dallas smiled at her brother. Very rarely did he offer to wait on someone other than himself. And he knew that she was getting a kick out of it.
"I'll just take a... beer." Blaine shrugged a single shoulder.
"Mm." Tristan turned to face Dash. "What can I get you, babe?"
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Post by Shadoweaver on Jan 3, 2004 2:08:58 GMT -5
"Nothing I can have right now." Dash feigned an innocent look, as if his comment had only one interpertation. He was laying it on a bit thick, but by the rainbow, he hadn't seen Tristan in what felt like eternity. He wanted to make up for lost time. He wanted to never let Tristan leave his sight again. He wanted...well, he didn't know what else he wanted, but those two were on the top of his list.
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Post by Tristan on Jan 3, 2004 2:27:48 GMT -5
Tristan raised an eyebrow as a smirk began to play across his lips. That didn't sound half bad, actually. "Alright, you heard the man. Get out of my house."
Dallas and Blaine couldn't help but to chuckle at that. "I'm serious." It was taking everything the stallion had to not laugh along with them, and even that wasn't enough.
"Fine." He returned his attention to Dash. "Obviously these bastards aren't going to leave. So is there anything I can get you at the moment?"
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Post by Stellaluna on Jan 4, 2004 16:50:06 GMT -5
Donner mentally chuckled at what Tristan last said. His attention was then suddenly drawn to Tristan's pircings. He then flicked his own earingless ears. d**n, I almost wish I had a pircing or two. Donner thought. He was always willing to try anything once. He also wondered what Stellaluna and his other friends would think if he got his ears done. He brushed the thought away and looked at Dash, wondering what he would reply. Dash certainly had witty responses today.
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Post by Shadoweaver on Jan 4, 2004 23:21:43 GMT -5
Dash clucked his tongue and shook his head at the others. "Just dead set to spoil our fun, aren't you? Alright, I guess we'll have to wait." He sighed dramaticly.
"Surprise me, Tristan."
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Post by Stellaluna on Jan 8, 2004 17:07:00 GMT -5
Donner thought of a topic to make converasation since he had a feeling an akward silence was approaching. "So...Dash. You gonna open up the jewlry store?" He asked impassively.
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Post by Shadoweaver on Jan 10, 2004 4:43:35 GMT -5
"Of course. It's all cleaned up and repaired, I just haven't been able to restock it yet." He frowned, and his tail twitched with annoyance. "I'd still like to know who decided to lift all my jewlery. I suppose I could consider it a compliment, but...it'll take me half of forever to craft enough stock to open again. But perhaps now that my inspiration is back..."
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Post by Tristan on Jan 16, 2004 23:08:09 GMT -5
Tristan merely smirked at the blue stallion as he walked off into the kitchen. Seeing as how it was his first time back in his house in almost a month, it was taking him longer than expected to find everything. Apparently, Blaine had moved a few things. Bi-colored eyes went wide. Dallas hadn't known about the robbery. Glancing at Blaine, she gave him a question that asked why he hadn't told her. "I didn't want you to turn homicidal on some poor fool." The stallion's reply was said in a calm voice. It was as if he thought his answer had been perfectly normal. Judging by the alicorn's lack of verbal response, she found it to be normal, as well. Shrugging a shoulder, she grinned. "I'll buy that." Returning her attention back to Dash, Dallas smiled. He really did love her brother, and she loved him for it in return. Blaine watched Tristan as he entered the room. The black stallion didn't say a word as he handed Donner and Dallas bottles of water, and Blaine a beer. "Is beer okay?" Looking down at Dash, he held the glass bottle out to the stallion. [OOC: Sorry it took so long to reply. ]
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Post by Stellaluna on Jan 19, 2004 8:58:21 GMT -5
Donner wasn’t aware that the shop had been robbed either. He nodded absentmindedly to Dash, figuring that if Dash wanted to go further into detail, he wouldn’t need to be asked. Donner’s frizzy green forelock once again had managed to annoy him. He brushed it out of his face again, but it was no use. Donner looked at the water bottle he had been given. It wasn’t what he requested, but who really gave a flying flimp anyhow. He unscrewed the cap and began gulping it down.
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Post by Tristan on Jan 19, 2004 19:35:34 GMT -5
[OOC: That wasn't what he asked for? ::goes back and reads the post:: Oh.. sh1t. lmao Woops. >_> ::grabs Donner's water bottle and replaces it with a beer bottle.:: Close enough. ::coughs.::]
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Post by Bp on Jan 26, 2004 20:09:27 GMT -5
[OOC: Seeing as how Amber's going to be gone for a couple of weeks, would it be alright with y'all if we just end this thread? If not, that's fine. ]
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Post by Stellaluna on Jan 26, 2004 22:55:02 GMT -5
(ooc: fine by me. So we just leave?)
Donner sipped his rootbeer quietly as he swished his tail from side to side. He looked off into space for a moment, as if lost in thought. His ruby eyes shined against the light from an overhanging lamp. He then went back to drinking his root beer, now taking it in gulps.
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Post by Tristan on Jan 28, 2004 13:59:34 GMT -5
[OOC: Yeah, we could just let the thread trail off. o___o lol]
Tristan glanced around the room as he sat next to Dash. Dallas and Blaine were making small talk with everyone, or at least tried to make small talk. They were talkative when alone, and were even worse when together.
Smiling to himself, Tristan took a large gulp of beer and got comfortable. It was nice to return home to a full house. He had a feeling that the rest of the night would be just as nice.
[Tada! Crappy trail off. >_> Yea or nay? ;]
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Post by Stellaluna on Jan 29, 2004 13:27:45 GMT -5
ooc: yea, i guess. But what do we do now?
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Post by Gabriel on Jan 29, 2004 15:38:29 GMT -5
ooc: Let our chars run around, I guess. ::shrugs::
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